Opening Match Of the Season

Gryffindor Vs Slytherin - Quidditch Match

The next morning dawned very bright and cold, a bit of frost sat upon the grass. The Great Hall was full of the delicious smell of fried sausages and the cheerful chatter of everyone looking forward to a good Quidditch match. Harry wasn't eating people were trying to convince him, you knew he was nervous.

"You've got to eat some breakfast." Said Hermione.

"I don't want anything." Harry said.

"Just a bit of toast," wheedled Hermione.

"I'm not hungry." Harry retorted.

"Harry, you need your strength," said Seamus Finnigan. "Seekers are always the ones who get clobbered by the other team." What a lovely thought to give someone a few hours before that could be reality.

"Harry, Eat some breakfast it will do you the world of good." You simply said

"How do you know it will help." he blurted out in annoyance.

"Eating will help, Especially when your nervous Harry," You said "I'm eating and guess what I'm nervous. You're not the only one whos nervous, you've just got to give it your best shot out there, and believe me you don't want your tummy rumbling when your on your broom." With a simple talk Harry scoffed down what he could eat.

By eleven o'clock the whole school seemed to be out in the stands around the Quidditch pitch. You were in the locker room, changing into your scarlet Quidditch robes with the rest of the team.

Wood cleared his throat for silence.

"Okay, men," he said.

"And women," said Chaser Angelina Johnson.

"And women," Wood agreed. "This is it."

"The big one," said Fred Weasley.

"The one we've all been waiting for," said George.

"We know Oliver's speech by heart," Fred told You and Harry.

"Shut up, you two," said Wood. "This is the best team Gryffindor's had in years. We're going to win. I know it,"

He glared around at everyone all as if to say, "Or else."

"We have two new great additions to the team as you know, We know what they can do so lets utilize their abilities."

"Right. It's time. Good luck, all of you."

It was time, the match was about to begin you followed Angelina out of the locker room onto the field to an intense loud cheers. "Wonderful isn't it, especially for your first time." Angelina stated, you couldn't help but nod in agreement, thousands of faces and a constant roar of cheers. You saw Madam Hooch who was refereeing. She stood in the middle of the field waiting for your team and Slytherin, her broom in her hand.

"Now, I want a nice fair game, from all of you," her voice louder that it ever was and commanding, once you were all gathered around her. She seemed to be speaking particularly to the Slytherin Captain, Marcus Flint, a sixth year. You started sizing up their team a lot of them seemed to have a menacing presence.

"Mount your brooms, please." You got onto your Nimbus Two Thousand.

Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle. All of you rose up, high, high into the air. This was it the game had started. The Quaffle was taken immediately by Angelina, You backed her up for support flying to her side and Alicia Spinnet on the other side forming a scarlet arrowhead in the sky, you had learnt this tactic from Wood called the Hawkshead Attacking Formation, Hermione also may have mentioned it to you when reading about Quidditch and all of the tactics for Chasers, it was said to intimidate the opposition, and **** players to move aside. It seemed to be doing exactly that, as you flew toward the Slytherin hoops uncontested.

You could hear what sounded like a commentator in the background of all the cheers Angelina belted a pass to Spinnet. Darting through the air she tried to pass back to Johnson but Flint intercepted the Quaffle, He went flying up like an eagle breaking away from you, Just before you could reach him he threw the Quaffle to your hoops that seemed to be unguarded, but out of no where Wood stopped the Quaffle with a fancy move hitting it with his broom immediately into your hands turning your Nimbus with a drift in the air just avoiding Flint.

You started heading towards their hoops with a clear path you saw the Bludger coming and ducked out of the way, You could see two Slytherins not giving you room to shoot but you could also see Angelina with a a clear path throwing it for her she took possession of the Quaffle, She dodged the Bludger coming for her and she threw the Quaffle which the Slytherin keeper just missed. A moment of silence before you heard the commentator shout 'GRYFFINDORS SCORE!' A huge roar from the crowd of Gryffindors caused clapping among the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, but of course not the Slytherins instead howls and moans came from them. Angelina came past you "Nice pass, Marvolo!" she shouted. You saw Harry and he wasn't doing much, but this was because this was part of the plan according to Wood. Could have fooled you.

Slytherin was in possession their Chaser who you had heard was called Adrian Pucey thanks to the commentary, Was speeding towards your hoops after your team had scored he ducked two Bludgers and two Weasleys you were hot on his tail catching up to him before a flash of gold had passed his and your left ear, it was the Snitch, In the confusion he dropped the Quaffle which you reacted by swooping under him and taking it. Harry had saw the Snitch, he dived downward past you the Slytherin Seeker had seen it as well. While the other Chasers seemed to have forgotten what they were doing you took the opportunity amoungst all the confusion blasting towards their hoops, you threw the Quaffle to an unguarded hoop and just saw as the Slytherin keeper came back to reality, but it was too late.

Another roar from the Gryffindor crowd, and a another shout from the commentator. You had just scored 10 points for Gryffindor you couldn't explain the feeling, Joy and excitement running throughout your body, down in the Gryffindor crowd two large fluttering banners with both you and Harry on them, they also showed the Gryffindor lion it seemed like a sign of bravery. Looking around you noticed Flint looking at you with a sense of hate, he darted towards Harry, he blocked Harry on purpose causing Harry's broom to spin off course, Harry almost got knocked off the broom he was holding on for dear life.

"Foul!" Loud screams and yells came from the Gryffindor crowd. Madam Hooch spoke angrily to Flint and then ordered a free shot at the goal posts for Gryffindor. The penalty was taken by Spinnet, who slotted it away no trouble, 30-0 to Gryffindor. The play continued with your team still in possession, Angelina passed to Spinnet who passed to you before Slytherin Chasers Flint and Pucey had caught up to her, in the corner of your eye you noticed them pushing her towards one of the towers. They had knocked her inside the tower, she came out falling off her broom luckily she wasn't far up in the sky.

You had the Quaffle which made you the next target. If Slytherin was going to play dirty so were you no matter what Madam Hooch said, you were flying round the left side of the field, Flint took your left side and Pucey your right they were going to do the same thing they done to Spinnet, but you weren't going to let them you kicked the back of Flints broom and flew below them, Flint flew into Pucey getting a large cheer from the Gryffindors, You saw Madam Hooch's face for a brief second as you flew past her you couldn't tell if she approved or disapproved. The Slytherin crowd screemed foul, but Madam Hooch didn't call for one you think it was maybe because of what happened to Spinnet or that she didn't see you kick Flint's broom although it was a bit obvious, Or that maybe... You ducked your head as you were thinking, a Bludger had been hit towards your face by one of the Slytherin Beaters narrowly missing a direct hit.

You continued flying towards the Slytherin hoops undeterred by the Bludger, you took another shot throwing with all the might your body could give, A ding sounded as the Quaffle hit off the ring of the hoop and through it. Another 10 points to Gryffindor thanks to you scoring moving the score to 40-0 to Gryffindor, The cheers roaring out of the Gryffindor stands, You could hear some chants shouting 'Gaunt, Gaunt, Gaunt.' The pride that it gave you, the odds seemed to be in your favour. Twenty points for your team in your first match.

Slytherin were in possession. Just then you saw Harry, his broom was rolling over and over in the sky, he seemed to be managing to hold on. Then there was a gasp from the crowd. Harry's had been jerked off of his broom. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand. You weren't concentrating on the game, You suddenly looked over Flint had the Quaffle throwing it into your hoop, Slytherin had just scored their first of the game. Gryffindor 40 Slytherin 10, The Slytherin crowd was cheering. All of a sudden something flew towards you in the corner of your eye.

"Watch it!" Fred yelled beating away a Bludger that was about to hit you.

"Thanks!" You yelled back, shaking your head trying to come out of a daydream, thoughts were rushing around your head.

"Get your head back in the game, before a Bludger gets in your head." Fred joked as he flew away.

Fred was right, you need to get it your head back in the game before it gets taken off, This was the second time you had lost concentration. You went back to chasing the Quaffle, Slytherin were already back in possession, Flint took another shot towards your hoops it was blocked by Wood. Wood passed the Quaffle to you as you were turning towards their hoops, you looked back to see if anyone was following you, But instead you saw Wood get hit in the stomach by a Bludger, he gracefully fell to the ground out of the sky, if you could call getting hit by a Bludger and falling graceful.

You darted through the air towards their hoops, You decided to throw the Quaffle to Angelina, but it got blocked and stolen by Pucey, he hoyed it up to Flint who had a clear shot because Wood was still down. Slytherin scored again, they were catching up. Gryffindor 40 Slytherin 20.

You were in possession of the Quaffle for your team, You weren't gonna make this an easy game of Slytherin. Immediately you took the fight to them, Fred and George at your back, They were firing the Bludgers towards any Slytherin that got near you and the Quaffle. As you gained more ground their attacks became more forceful. You were in range with the hoop clear, so you took an early shot.

CRACK

An immensely horrible sound came from the Quaffle that flew into the hands of Marcus Flint, One of the Slytherin Beaters had hit the Bludger against the Quaffle that was on target at such a ****. You were impressed and shocked. You had to once again backtrack, and chase Marcus Flint across the entire field. They were using the Hawkshead Attacking Formation it was near enough impossible to get near to take the Quaffle. This made it easy for them to get another ten points, as the goal was unmanned as Wood was still down. Gryffindor 40 Slytherin 30. This was just a setback, The game wont end until the Seeker catches the snitch plenty of time to get more points you thought.

Angelina took possession and Alicia Spinnet was back on her broom, although she was going much slower. Slytherin took to being aggressive, and they stole the Quaffle within seconds, they were once more and were presented with the same free hoops they had just scored in. Gryffindor 40 Slytherin 40, they had scored and now the score was even.

You were back in possession, You passed it off to Angelina so that she could get a bit of redemption for loosing it so quick. With you and Spinnet guarding her and the Quaffle, she was able to gain a lot of ground. Your Nimbus gave you an advantage being one of the fastest on the field, you were able to defend and attack with such short notice. Angelina and Spinnet were constantly passing to each other the chemisty between them was imense, as they were doing this you just circled around blocking the path to the Quaffle and defending Angelina and Spinnet. A few of the Slytherins must have gotten angry and started targeting you, but with your Nimbus it was so easy to dodge them and the fact you were so quick didn't help them.

"Marvolo Catch!" A shout came from Angelina along with the Quaffle.

"Thanks! Distract them." You shouted back referring to the other Slytherins around you, You dodged Flint who went at you to steal. You darted through the sky past anyone that even tried to go at you. Coming up on there hoops only the keeper to deal with, You looked around for any Bludgers this time nothing in sight it seemed almost too calm until you looked behind and saw all of them speeding towards you. You drifted your broom to a halt stumbling a bit and throwing the Quaffle into the left hoop past the Keeper Bletchley. A big roar from the crowd of Gryffindors bigger than the first one. Gryffindor 50 Slytherin 40, and another ten points scored for yourself. Slytherin had took the Quaffle, Flint was flying towards you as he swept by you he tried to kick your broom but...

SMACK

Flint had just been smacked in the face by a Bludger, the crowd had mix opinions about the situation. As much as it was karma and that he deserved it, you put yourself in his situation ... actually he deserved it no empathy for him. Pucey had caught the Quaffle that Flint had dropped and was heading for the Gryffindor hoops. All of a sudden a gold flicker past the corner of your eye and someone flew past you vertically almost knocking you off with the ****, it was Harry. He was speeding toward the ground, Pucey had scored for Slytherin making it 50-50, but you didn't care. Last second Harry pulled on his broom narrowly from hitting the ground, He started to stand up on his broom before he stood wrong on hit causing himself to be flung forward, luckily he was close to the ground otherwise he would have been hurt... unless he already had been hurt, He had his hand to his mouth and was hurling as though he was about to be sick. You flew closer, he was on all fours as something came from his mouth, It glistened gold in the sun, A smile crossed your face.

"I've got the Snitch!" he shouted, as you flew near, waving the snitch above his head, the crowd just realised what had happened. A much bigger cheer than when you were scoring came from the crowd. The game sort of ended in some confusion, But you knew that Gryffindor had won 200 points this game, Slytherin only 50 points. They wouldn't take this lightly, this was a crushing defeat for them.